When the massive army of drones entered the heart battlefield and set off a firestorm in the Holy Land, another battle had just come to an end.
At the original site of the Naqdal base, the invading army of festered monsters finally tore apart the defense line of the garrison after a fierce battle. These mutated and crazy creatures gnawed at everything in their path like a pack of wolves, including the unpowered armed drones and the extinguished sentry turrets. Wherever they advanced, space was littered with the wreckage of the fierce battle: hot alloy fragments, sparking fortress wreckage, floating flesh and blood, and black battleships torn apart by explosions. These wreckage showed the fierce battle that had taken place here with their still-warm "bones" completely paralyzing the judgment of the commander behind the festered monsters.
With such fierce resistance and tight defense, how could there be a hole inside? This must be the base camp of the drones. The judgment of the professional commander was definitely right. The commander behind the festered legion would undoubtedly think so.
Motivated by this confidence and the sense of accomplishment of successfully advancing the front line after a fierce battle, the festered legion sped up and rushed toward the high-energy reaction area detected by the detector.
There was still sporadic resistance along the way, which were the scattered armed drones and the floating cannons set up in space. In addition, there were sparse shield generators barely working, interweaving a line of defense that was no longer tight. But the festered legion was now under someone's command, so they resisted the urge to continue to tangle with these sporadic guards. After clearing the most threatening turrets, the monsters went straight across the line of defense and continued to advance deeper into the base group.
The gravitational trap generator, which was used to stop the warp, had shut down. Perhaps the firepower during the fierce battle had destroyed the energy system of these gravitational traps, or there was no such annoying device in the depths of the base group. The festered commander did not care at all. Anyway, without the ubiquitous warp interference, the monster army could advance deeper into the enemy's fortress at a faster speed. The changes on the battlefield at the heart had slightly alerted the festered commander. It felt that it could not continue to waste its forces in this distant place. It had to end the battle quickly.
The depths of the base group were unexpectedly empty, but a huge spatial structure appeared in front of the festered army. The scene in the spatial structure dispelled or temporarily diverted the festered commander's doubts.
It was a loose spherical building complex formed by countless strange spires. Each spire released straight rays of light and barriers. These rays of light intertwined to form neat squares, and within the squares, all kinds of twisted and mutated wreckage quietly floated.
This was a research facility used by the drone cluster to study the enemy's weaknesses. The festered commander immediately made this judgment and realized the importance of this facility. So the monster army immediately dispersed around the spherical structure and then cautiously approached the shimmering barrier.
As expected, this facility had its own defense system. The "node spire" at the apex of each square launched a counterattack when the enemy approached. But for the festered army that had broken through the entire blockade, the self-defense firepower of such a "research institute" was nothing. The existence of these defense systems calmed the monsters down, and they poured into each square like a tide.
They wanted to destroy the research here and prevent the drones from continuing to grasp the weakness of the festered.
Then, the "art" exploded.
Endless heat and light erupted from each node spire. Even the space itself began to tremble violently in the face of this terrible release of energy. The entire spherical spatial structure was quickly filled with fire like a cotton ball that was ignited, and then the whole thing collapsed inward, along with the space itself!
The monsters in the outer zone immediately prepared to enter hyperspace to escape from this terrible place. Only now did they realize that the warp disruption effect, which had disappeared before, had reappeared.
The grand art event continued in this distant space, and the participants' gaming experience was terrible …
"The 'surprise' we left behind has worked," the MDT said as it flew up to Hao Ren, glowing with joy. Well, it was usually glowing. "At least half of the invaders are trapped inside. None of them should be able to escape after the dimension collapses."
Hearing the good news, Hao Ren frowned. "Half? Not all of them? "
"Come on, partner, don't be greedy," the MDT said, shaking its body from side to side. "Not everyone can box A like you. The fact that half of the monsters are trapped is already the result of their commander's brain cancer spreading. And we have to thank the superb acting skills of the drones we left behind. With so many festered monsters, some of them will definitely escape. We have to be prepared. The situation on the hub battlefield is clear. The monsters know that this is a premeditated operation, and the troops that escaped from the base group will probably come here soon … "
"It's okay …" Hao Ren looked up at the tactical diagram. "We have more people."
The battle between the guardian giants and the festered was no longer fierce. The protagonist of the battlefield gradually became the armed drones that swarmed in from all directions. In the face of the vast swarm of drones, the festered monsters, which had always been proud of their numerical advantage, showed signs of being overwhelmed for the first time.
They were overwhelming and endless, and as long as one was on this battlefield, all one could see was the surging silver-white tide and the never-ending flashes of artillery fire. The deep space background had long been completely covered, and even friendly units close at hand had been drowned by the swarm. As the battle progressed, any 'person' caught in this battlefield would find themselves unknowingly isolated, and apart from themselves, there was only the swarm in their field of vision.
This was the experience of fighting with the drone cluster.
On the Aiur, the flagship of the Guardian Legion, Salaman, his adjutant, and the advisory team were completely silent. No one spoke. Even the reporting from the control seats had been interrupted for a long time. Except for the buzzing of various instruments and equipment, the bridge was quiet.
Everyone was staring at the scene of space filled with drones, awed by the horror of the silver tide. The battlefield had been filled with these cold mechanical lives, but there were still tens of thousands of drones filling in every moment, every minute, every second. It was as if their goal was not to win the battle at all, but simply to squeeze the space into a dense solid metal block in a physical sense.
Of course, this was a very exaggerated statement, but the scene of drones pouring in made people think so.
This was the result of pressing F2 twice (crossed out).
Finally, the young adjutant said, "Commander, our warriors have stopped attacking. We can't fight anymore."
The adjutant's face was a little pale. "Optical observation has failed. There are drones everywhere in space, and the radar is blind. The battlefield is full of all kinds of unidentifiable interference signals, and all the artillery fields have been blocked. If the drones had not left us a 'reserved channel' as agreed, I'm afraid we would have lost contact with all combat units."
Salaman could only comfort himself. "At least so far, these drones are acting strictly according to the previous agreement."
On the periphery of the battlefield, the Petrachelys and the Naqdal Fortress were quietly floating in space, surrounded by countless second-echelon armed drones. After observing the situation on the battlefield, Nolan could not help but say, "Boss, I think we don't need the Naqdal Fortress."
"Just the armed drones alone are enough to sweep the battlefield." Vivian nodded. "We've mobilized all the armed drones in Star Cluster X, and we've even mobilized a few hundred armies from outside Star Cluster X. The drones have too much of an advantage here."
Hao Ren shook his head and pointed at the holographic projection. "The Naqdal Fortress is necessary. The reason why the drones can achieve such a great result is that the thing has not moved yet."
Hao Ren pointed at the edge of the battlefield, where a dark red 'planet' was motionless in a way that defied the laws of nature. It neither revolved nor rotated, like a dormant behemoth.
Vivian frowned and said the name she heard from the sprite. "Amantir … the planetary battleship of the festered."
It was a dark planet full of ominous light. Like the Naqdal Fortress, it had a bright atmosphere and a lush ecological environment. But the power of the Mad Lord had completely distorted everything on the planet's surface. Now its water body was corrosive, its atmosphere was hot and toxic, and all creatures had become twisted monsters in space. The sacred temples and crystal towers were all destroyed, and a huge rift ran across the planet's equator like a terrible wound that almost cut the planet in half. In the images sent back by the probes, Hao Ren could clearly see surging lifeblood in the rift, and the monsters were coming out of it.
The droid swarm had tried to get close to the planetary battleship, but in the face of the latter, the advantage in numbers was not so useful. After suffering heavy losses, Hao Ren stopped this meaningless and wasteful behavior and focused on the battle on the front.
"The guardian's planetary battleship, Agodal, is an equal deterrent. With it, Amantir will not enter the battlefield at will."
"Agodal has been badly damaged," Hao Ren said, telling the intelligence he got from the sprite and Salaman. "Its conventional weapons are almost all paralyzed, and its mobility and defense ability are less than one-third of normal. Apart from the doomsday weapon, the Apocalyptic Torrent, Agodal can only play a deterrent role. So if the situation gets desperate, it is possible that Amantir will enter the battlefield. "
"Of course, Amantir is not that scary," Hao Ren added. "As far as I know, Amantir is not completely unscathed. Its doomsday weapon has been damaged in the past battle, and it is completely beyond repair. So while it is a threat to the drone swarm, it is not completely invincible. If it comes down to it, the drone swarm can still defeat it. With the help of the Naqdal fortress, the situation will be even more —"
Before he could finish, Nolan's voice suddenly interrupted him. "Boss! The enemy is retreating! "
The festered army finally began to retreat.
Although the festered who had escaped from the traps set by Hao Ren had joined the battle later, the overwhelming advantage of the drone swarm was irreversible. The increasing pressure on the battlefield made the monsters, who had been infected by the power of the Mad Lord, feel uneasy. After leaving behind countless wreckage, they finally began to retreat.
But it was not a rout.
Even in defeat, the monsters were still in good order. They managed to reorganize themselves under the siege of the drone swarm, and then slowly left the battlefield under the cover of Amantir's powerful firepower.
"Buddy, should we go after them?" The MDT floated up. "If we go after them now, we should be able to expand the battle."
Hao Ren thought for a moment and naturally made the decision to go after them.
But as the drone swarm swarmed in the direction of Amantir's retreat, Nolan suddenly received an emergency communication from the guardian army.
“Boss！ The commander of the legion, Salaman, has sent an urgent report. He hopes that we will not pursue them! "
"Do not pursue them?" Hao Ren was shocked.
"Yes." Salaman's image appeared directly on the holographic projection in front of the console. "Please listen to me. If we continue to pursue them, I am afraid that the freaks will do something crazy that will destroy the entire fortress. But Amantir must not be destroyed!"
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